Duke of Grief

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The gloomy Prime Minister Luo Wei's suspicious eyes kept sweeping from other big nobles, and he seemed to want their eyes to penetrate their cheeks and see their souls, so they must see them thoroughly.

But in fact, the others looked as usual, either frowning at the recent worries or having no interest in the questions he posed.

"You guys, do you really not intend to answer the recent questions about the possibility that "you" may be related to the drow?" The dark cloud seemed to roll, and anger kept accumulating in Prime Minister Luo Wei's heart.

"That's all slandering..." A big old nobleman sighed and explained, but Prime Minister Luo Wei didn't seem to be satisfied with his answer.

The forehead was straight, and Prime Minister Luo Wei stared at the nobleman, gritting his teeth and asking, "Are you sure that those things are slanders?!"

Just like the ‘hole from the wind’, he didn’t believe that someone would make this kind of rumor without any basis, so it must have its basis and origin, otherwise, this kind of rumor cannot be spread.

Actually up to now, he also has some suspicions that among these people, someone other than him had actually contacted the drow elf, and may have reached a deal.

When he proposed to deal with the drow elves, they tried hard to get rid of them one by one. Now think about it, they may only show that look because they traded with the drow elves.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Rowe became even more angry!

Why do these guys come in contact with the drow elves, and why do they trade with the drow elves?

Now most of the supplies owned by the group of black skins are provided by him. Even the town is one of the few alternative locations that he specially selected and gave them.

Now someone actually wants to cut the beard? !

Prime Minister Lowe did not resent the drow elves for not keeping their promises. Anyway, from the first day of contact with them, he knew what virtue the black skin was, so he never gave the drow elves full trust.

What really made him feel very angry was everyone in this conference room!

He doesn’t know how many people have contacted and traded with the group of bitches, but from the previous situation, it can be guessed that at least two or three other than him have been in contact with the drow...or even all , Everyone has traded with that group of bitches!

They didn't do anything, but wanted to stop the beard? !

There are no doors!

"How about you, the Prime Minister?" Marquis Rogers narrowed his eyes with a smile and smacked the slightly raised babble. "I remember there are a lot of rumors about you and the drow outside, aren't you?"

The shadow of the bird of prey swept over the face of Marquis Rogers, and Prime Minister Rovi sneered, and asked: "Sir Rogers, do you think I did so much before, just to clarify my relationship with the group of blackskins?" ?"

"I don't know this!" Faced with the question of Prime Minister Lowe, Marquis Rogers shook his head with a smile.

He leaned forward slightly, pressed half of his body to the round table, raised eyebrows to Prime Minister Rowe, and jokingly asked, "Otherwise, you give you evidence that you did this not to disassociate with Drow Elves ?"

Prime Minister Lowe was angry with the frivolous words of Marquis Rogers, of course he knew that he had no relationship with the drow elf, but this matter was only known to the dead deacon besides himself.

Marquis Rogers certainly didn't know about it, but this guy's remarks made him particularly annoyed, but they couldn't be too obvious.

"I propose to have Marquis Rogers shut his mouth!" Prime Minister Rowe smelled a face and launched a vote again.

The Duke of Norway first raised his hand, and soon, the big nobles present, all but the Marquis Rogers, raised their hands.

This time it was the turn of Marquis Rogers whose face was ugly, as if he had accidentally ate a fly in the toilet, and his whole face was very angry.

He closed his mouth, embraced his hands, leaned **** the back of the chair, and made some noise in the quiet meeting room to show his dissatisfaction, but he did not leave the meeting room-like Same as last time, who knows if this group of guys will count themselves after he leaves?

After seeing Marquis Rogers shut his mouth obediently, Prime Minister Rowe snorted and turned to look at the others.

At this moment, everyone was there, and his face was very calm.

However, Prime Minister Luo Wei was really irritable. Once he thought that some of the people present wanted to intercept him, he was very angry, but he couldn't say it clearly.

These guys can't admit it, so he wasn't sure how many people had contacted the drow elf.

Based on the nature of that group of bitches, as long as the nobles have contact with them, they will definitely choose to cooperate, and they will not admit that they have dealt with other nobles, otherwise it will only reduce their value.

Now all the Drow Elves have to do is to have a firm foothold on the ground. Only then can they thrive, so they will do everything possible to achieve their goals.

Prime Minister Luo Wei is very clear about this. The group of black skins just want to meet the source and try to balance him with other big nobles, but how can they conflict with other big nobles because of such a small interest?

Prime Minister Lowe is trying to restrain his anger, because he will not clash with other nobles because of this interest, but now he is angry and angry at the behavior of this group of guys.

He took a deep breath and asked in a blunt tone: "It has been more than two months since the time has passed, have you not finished the matter in your territory?"

"Your Excellency, we want to ask you," Duke of Norway suddenly laughed, and his slightly narrowed eyes exuded a chill. "Two months later, have you still failed to deal with those drow elves?" "

Prime Minister Lowe's face went dark again, and his eyes quickly swept across the other people's faces, humming: "What is it like? Sir Norway, I can't remember that this is my task alone!"

The corner of his mouth was raised, and the Duke of Norway crossed his fingers, placed it on the table in front of him, and propped his chin up. "Do you really need our help, Your Excellency? My question on this side has basically been solved. If you need it, If so, I can send troops to help you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After seeing this duke with a smirk for a while, Prime Minister Lowe suddenly laughed and nodded, "...Of course I need! Why not? Now our country is facing a challenge, the majesty of the country is being challenged, we need to gather all the forces that can gather to meet this challenge. "

"Not only those of you here, in fact, I also issued a call to the nobles around, but they are constantly escaping, and the excuses are still very crude, just mocking my IQ."

With that, Prime Minister Lowe smiled happily again, "But I respect their wishes, if they don't want to send troops, then forget it. I can only deal with the drow elves by myself. But now, no, Sir Wei, you have also joined the team that protects the dignity of the country, which really makes me very excited..."

He looked around the meeting room and asked with a smile: "Who else wants to join this rank? If not, I respect your will."

No one answered Prime Minister Lowe's words. They sat quietly in their seats as if they hadn't heard what they just said.

"Okay..." Prime Minister Rowe shook his head with regret, and stood up. "Since everyone doesn't want to do this, then this meeting is over, let's go!"

As his words fell, the big nobles stood up and left the meeting room.

Marquis Rogers paused as he passed by Prime Minister Lowe, snorted coldly at him, and then turned away.

At the end of the meeting room, there was only Prime Minister Lowe. He looked at the empty meeting room, and his face slowly cooled down.

"A bunch of dregs!" ()

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